Faded

[Chorus: Red Cafe]

I got a feeling

A real good feeling

I’ma be faded

The bar is open

We just bought it

I’ma be faded

Let the champagne pouuuur, ouuuur, ouuuur

Let the champagne pouuuur, ouuuur, ouuuur

Let the champagne

[Verse 1: Red Cafe]

Damn I look good, somebody take a photo

I run my his-house, you can ask Jojo

Yank fitted on, my money on Jeter

My girls all dimes, Louie Vuitton divas

I’m fly like an overnight letter

Shorty, sleep with me

Make your overnights wetter

Better I’m faded (I’m faded)

And tonight I’m gonna get wasted

See to everybody listening, if it’s on I’ma get at ‘em

I can say whatever I’m a tax paying citizen

Middle finger up, I ain't got a conscience

I just go hard like the trio from Yonkers

Head honcho, Kush in the console

Bad boy, now they shook like Cosmo’s

I’m all that, everyday all black

Got Ciroc on deck so I’m faded off that

[Chorus: Red Cafe]

I got a feeling

A real good feeling

I’ma be faded

The bar is open

We just bought it

I’ma be faded

Let the champagne pouuuur, ouuuur, ouuuur

Let the champagne pouuuur, ouuuur, ouuuur

Let the champagne

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Two homes on the block, each one a mil'

And this ring on my finger is an E-1 deal

Canary yellow stone, can’t be faded

Fatigue belt, .45 made for the Navy

Young niggas ready to grapple down ya building

I’m living chilling, arms wrapped around a Brazilian

In the presence of a Don, be cautious but calm

Can’t be faded, two pills a charm

She licks on my chest, reading tats on my arm

Hit her form the back, same time my mind blown

Speechless so she scream in silence

A real bad boy and all my speeches violent

[Chorus: Red Cafe]

I got a feeling

A real good feeling

I’ma be faded

The bar is open

We just bought it

I’ma be faded

Let the champagne pouuuur, ouuuur, ouuuur

Let the champagne pouuuur, ouuuur, ouuuur

Let the champagne

[Verse 3: Red Cafe]

Pour for them white girls, that like girls

We just buy all these bottles cause it excite girls

Yeah shorty go on kill a runway

I knew you would have been a supermodel one day (what else?)

I’m mashing out lighting up on a highway

Shit, I’m supposed to be high, it’s the highway

Anybody wanna eat? Come saddle up

My team getting money, everybody tatted up

Marqee status, flights no baggage

Dope dicks make these hoes Cafe addicts (what else?)

Huh, and I am the most hated

Bottles to the face, shake it up then spray it

[Chorus: Red Cafe]

I got a feeling

A real good feeling

I’ma be faded

The bar is open

We just bought it

I’ma be faded

Let the champagne pouuuur, ouuuur, ouuuur

Let the champagne pouuuur, ouuuur, ouuuur

Let the champagne